Am I Good Enough ?

Chapter 1

Hi my name is Naomi, im 17 years old , im a senior at Gainesville High school, I live with my twin brothers Chris and Alex plus my mom, I dont know where to start see ... Here's the problem ... My school isnt like other schools who have the nicest and most charming students and classmates  nu-uh . My school is horrendous referring to the people that go there , if they dont like how you dress they technically hate you for eternity , make that the same thing if your make up free , or short, or to tall . You can never get good with these people . Sadly I became a victim of all this bullshit just because I showed my face with out make up . Since that very moment I haven't been the same . At school im always looking down. Always trying to look out for Zayn and his meticulous friends (hint they technically rule the school so if he walks everyone walks , if he jumps everyone jumps except me of course) hes been bulling me since that day . The day I was really trying to be myself but I gues I wasnt good enough . But since then I have become insecure , and trust me its not fun  having to eat lunch in the bathroom. But look ... I was and still am so scared of showing my face bare, I definitely do not ...let me repeat... do not have good skin at all. I have so many pimples and marks, every time I look in the mirror I always think the same exact words " ugly , shit, vulgar , horrendous looking face" and other bullshit. I dont believe in beauty , but there is one person who at least is  prove that beauty is distinguished in people who really show it well from the outside to the inside, Noah Centineo ...my savior .